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Thursday, February 5, 2009

snapshots of innocence

found a box of old photographs from the early '90's in a forgotten cupboard today. i indulged myself in the nostalgia of my childhood and the early years of the family. the outfits, the hairstyles, the poses, the little bodies, the innocent expressions! they made mine a happy heart! what glorious years I have lived, and what simple, yet dear memories the years have abundantly bestowed upon me!

all i can say is thank goodness for tangible photographs that you can find in a box, hold up, laugh at, flip through and remember. none of that scrolling through the digital memory function on the camera, or clicking to the next one on picasa. this was a vraie experience. huzzah!

how i loved and still continue to love being a child; call me peter pan, but childhood, in my opinion, should never end - for certain joy comes to the one with a childlike perspective on life; to a child, everything is a miracle.

To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle. - Walt Whitman